Consequences Pt. 20

"Close your eyes," Mike said, although he didn't need to say that as Jen's eyes were already closed. The bath had a spray nozzle and Mike used it to carefully rinse the soap from Jen's hair. He repeated the process with conditioner.

Then he pushed her long wet hair to one side and leaned down and kissed her neck. He kissed from her shoulder up her neck to her ear. Jen still had her eyes closed and Mike was seriously turning her on. Mike didn't have the best technique - he wasn't the best lover - but after years he knew her body really well, knew where and how to touch her.

As Mike nuzzled her ultrasensitive neck and ear, he reached around her and cupped her small breasts, gently massaging them and rubbing her nipples. Mike's caresses were gentle and loving. He was always that way with her, treating her like his Goddess. While she got intense sexual pleasure from Frankie's (and other men's) rough treatment of her body, she loved Mike's gentle and caring caresses.

Mike moved Jen to sit on the back seat of the tub, facing him. He was gratified to see she had her cum face on. He put his hands on her knees and gently pushed her legs apart.

Jen opened her legs only reluctantly. She was worried what Mike would think seeing her pussy. He always complimented her about how her pussy looked so pretty and sweet, like a teenager's. But after almost 2 months with Frankie, she knew her pussy didn't look the same way.

Mike used the spray nozzle to wash the soapy water from Jen's skin. He looked at her pussy. Normally her pussy was two short, thin lips pressed tightly together, with a small fold above covering her clit. The lips were usually just a shade darker than the surrounding skin.

Her pussy looked different now. The lips were puffy and darker. Worse, her once tight seamless slit now gaped apart. Not a lot, but the gap was clearly noticeable.

Clearly getting fucked by Drums had changed her. He'd had her for 9 weeks. During that time he had constant access to her body, and he'd taken advantage of it, fucking her constantly.

9 weeks. 63 days. How many times had his long thick cock been inside her? 100 times? At least 100 times.

His long, super thick cock inside her, penetrating her, stretching her out, molding her pussy to fit HIS cock, instead of Mike's.

Mike felt heady with lust. He was already hard again.

"Do you still think it's pretty?" Jen asked hesitantly.

"It's the most beautiful pussy in the world!" Mike gushed without any hesitation. He leaned in and ate her out. Soon Jen was writhing under his mouth and clutching at the ceramic of the tub. She screamed when she came.

"God I've so missed that!" she panted as Mike snuggled her into his arms.

They finished their bath and got dressed, getting ready for their evening with the Ramones. It took Mike only minutes to get dressed. Of course Jen took a lot longer, she was still blow drying her hair when Mike was lacing up his shoes.

"Hey you," Jen said playfully digging her toe into Mike's calf. "Can you run and get condoms? I only brought your size."

"Oh, okay," Mike said, his heart beat quickening.

"Remember, extra large," Jen said. Mike knew that of course, she said that just to tease him. She added "Mal is probably your size, but Jay and Artie ..."

"I get it," Mike said, his throat dry.

"Hurry Mike, we're already late," she said. She turned away from him and turned the hair dryer back on.

Mike rushed to the closest drug store. Inside he bought 2 boxes of XL Magnum condoms. The cashier - a young pretty girl who was probably an undergrad at Penn State - gave him a quick impressed smile. Mike blushed, knowing the condoms were for other men, not him. These super large condoms would drape over his small cock.

When Mike got back Jen was sliding on her stockings. Otherwise she was still nude, although her hair and makeup were done (she looked gorgeous!). After sliding up the thigh highs Jen stepped into high heels. Mike loved it when Jen put on her legware and high heels before putting the rest of her clothes on!

"No bra or panties?" Mike joked.

"Can't," Jen said. Then she wiggled into her skirt. It was muted red and made of stretchy material, like Lycra. The muted red went perfectly with the black stockings.

Jen did a sweet pirouette. "See, the skirt's so tight even a thong would show, I already tried it," she said matter-of-factly.

"Yeah ..." Mike said his throat dry. She looked so hot in that skirt! It looked airbrushed on her sexy tight ass and it showed a lot of her incredible long legs!

As if to torture Mike (since she could do it herself), Jen turned around and said "Zip me?"

Mike's hands shook as he found the zipper. With the zipper down it was so clear she was pantyless. He zipped her up and then he put his arms around her, his hands on her sexy flat stomach. "Jen ..." he moaned kissing her back. One hand stayed on her tight stomach while his other cupped her breasts. God he wanted her so bad!

"Stop," Jen said giggling, wiggling from his grasp. She teasingly pressed the pointy toe of her high heel into his calf. "You got me hot eating me out, now I really need a big cock." She giggled and added "Or 2 big ones and a little one," referring to Jay, Artie and Mal.

"What about Drums?" Mike asked.

"I don't think he'll be there," Jen said suddenly melancholy. Mike saw the cloud pass over her face. It bothered him. Clearly there were still feelings there. Lingering feelings for Drums, for Scott? He decided not to press it now.

Jen wiggled into her top. It was sleeveless and the same muted red. More precisely, it was muted red in the front. The back was sheer black silk, and it clearly showed she wasn't wearing a bra. The front was Lycra too and her nipples were clearly outlined.

"You're gorgeous honey!" Mike gushed. He couldn't believe he was married to such a beautiful, sexy girl! Even after being with her for years he never tired of looking at her!

"Thanks," Jen said beaming at him. Mike was sitting down. Jen moved closer and pressed her flat tummy against his knees. "Are you sure you're ready for this? Three guys gang banging your sweet wife?"

"Yes!" Mike said excitedly.

Jen giggled. Mike was so predictable!

"I might ask you to leave," she warned him gently. "I'm not sure I can handle you watching me act super slutty."

"Oh ..." Mike said disappointed. "Baby I would never think you were a slut, no matter what you did."

"I know, it would just be too embarrassing for me," she said. "I'll tell you all about it," she promised.

"Okay ..." Mike agreed, disappointed.

They took the elevator to Mal's suite. They were all staying in the same hotel. Jen and Mike didn't want to venture out of the hotel and risk running into people they knew at Penn State.

Mike was nervous, as up to that point Mal, Jay and Artie knew him as a sponsor of the Ramones, not Jen's husband. But the 3 guys were all cool about this subterfuge, shaking Mike's hand and laughing good naturedly. At Jen's request, Drums had already filled in the guys. Mike was shy and she didn't want the guys giving him a hard time about the ruse. The guys went out of their way to make Mike feel comfortable, not wanting to upset the "husband" and get between them and Jen's sweet pussy.

Drinks were served and joints were lit. Jen had made a point to stock Mal's bar with Highland Park scotch. She poured two fingers over a single ice cube and brought the glass to Mike. In her other hand she held a joint.

"Here you go baby," Jen said putting the joint between her husband's lips. Mike inhaled deeply but then coughed it out, not being as experienced as others (including his wife). Some of the guys chuckled at Mike's clumsiness.

Jen tenderly kissed Mike's forehead. "Remember, don't breath so much in, just hold it in your lungs" she said softly. Mike did as Jen said and this time he didn't cough. Jen gave Mike 2 more hits. After the last one he was feeling high.

"Here you go," Jen said giving him the tumbler of Highland Park. She led him to a chair with a good view of the entire view. "Are you sure?" Jen said. "Last chance. Once I start ... you know."

"Yeah, I want to do it," Mike said his voice hoarse from excitement, his head spinning from the weed. "You want to, right?"

"Oh yes!" Jen said enthusiastically glancing excitedly at the 3 guys. She kissed Mike. "Remember, I'm just playing." She kissed him again.

Then Jen joined Mal, Jay and Artie. "So who's first?" she said with a nervous giggle. Jay and Artie approached her.

"Are you sure your wives don't mind?" Jen said with a giggle as Jay pressed against her back while Artie pressed against her front, making a Jen sandwich.

"They're probably fucking some groupies," Jay joked, running his hands from her flat belly to her braless breasts.

"Guys or girls?" Jen joked back with another giggle.

"Probably both," Artie said kissing up her neck. Jen rolled her head back as the two men began working on her.

Artie moved his lips from Jen's neck to her mouth. They kissed and traded tongue. He moved his hands to her breasts, cupping and kneading her.

Jay kissed the back of Jen's neck and moved his hands to her slim (yet shapely) tight ass.

Artie and Jay were like a synchronized team. Jay pulled up Jen's skirt. Artie moved his hands to her pantyless pussy.

Mal walked over to Mike. "Your wife's amazing," Mal said shaking Mike's hand but not taking his eyes off the action.

"Thanks," Mike said, also not taking his eyes off Jen with Jay and Artie.

"We're gonna show her a good time," Mal promised. "She's gonna love it."

"I think she already loves it," Mike joked, watching Jen writhe under Jay's and Artie's mouths and hands. They both laughed.

"I've been with a lot of girls," Mal said. "Jen's the best looking, by far."

"Thanks," Mike said.

"I'm just saying, I hope this isn't a one-time thing," Mal said. "I'd love to get together with Jen again, make it regular even."

"Okay," Mike said hesitantly. "We'll see."

Mal smiled and gave Mike a fist bump. Then he moved to the action.

Jay and Artie shifted a little to make room for their friend. Jen turned her head and Mal kissed her. Now she had all 3 guys kissing her, exploring her body.

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It was too much to watch, I could barely breathe. My wife in the middle of 3 guys, their lips and hands all over her. The guys pulled off her top and skirt, leaving her in just stockings and high heels. Artie caressed her breasts and sucked her nipples while Jay was on his knees his face pressed between her ass cheeks, licking from her sandbar to her puckered asshole. Mal was kissing Jen with one hand behind her neck and the other fingering her pussy.

I watched this as I sat in the chair, sipping the scotch Jen had given me. I wanted to take out my cock to stroke myself, but I didn't want the guys to see I was shaven.

The 3 guys were like hungry animals, with Jen the dinner. They were all over her, kissing and pawing at her. It was so incredibly hot, but disturbing too. I didn't like the way they were so aggressive with her, treating her like a piece of meat.

The guys hurriedly took off their clothes. They were all athletic looking, lean and muscular. Jay and Artie were well endowed (although not as big as Drums).

Jen had said Mal was small, but I was still surprised when I saw he wasn't any bigger than me. But from what Jen said, Mal was the most in demand Ramone among the girls. For some reason that bothered me. Clearly he was a good looking guy, like a rough looking Ben Afflect, and he had a well-defined chest and muscular arms and legs. Still, I always attributed "great lover" with "big cock." That didn't fit Mal.

Jen smiled nervously at the 3 men. Now they were all naked and their cocks were hard and pointing at her. It was almost a funny sight. But so erotically charged.

They descended on her again, their lips and hands roaming all over her naked body. It was an amazing sight as I watched their rock hard cocks press into her soft flesh as they kissed and fondled her.

I was so hard! My heart was pounding in my chest. Surprisingly though, the sight disturbed me. This confused me. Jen was making one of my biggest fantasies come true, her getting gang banged by a bunch of guys. But now that it was happening, it bothered me seeing it.

I didn't like seeing my sweet pretty wife surrounded by 3 naked guys. I'd seen her with 2 guys, Jamie and his brother. But then those guys hadn't taken her at the same time, and they'd treated her really nice, especially Jamie's brother. Here, Artie, Mal and Jay were all attacking Jen, pawing at her. I didn't like the way they were treating her like a piece of meat.

But what could I do? I couldn't stop it. I'd practically begged Jen for years to do something like this. I couldn't stop it now. Especially since it didn't look like she wanted it to stop. She was enjoying it despite the way they were treating her like nothing more than a sex toy (or maybe because of it).

The 3 guys moved her towards the bed, guiding her onto her back. "Wait," she said gasping, breaking from their grasp. She pushed the 3 guys so they sat on the edge of the bed, side by side, their muscular thighs touching and their hard cocks standing straight up into the air.

She got onto her knees in front of Mal (he was sitting between Jay and Artie). Her eyes were glazed over with lust. Jen moved her long blonde hair to one side, then she lowered her face onto Mal's lap, taking him into her mouth.

Jen easily swallowed all of him. Mal moaned and rolled his head back as he felt Jen's hot mouth and soft tongue on his cock. As Jen went down on Mal she reached for Jay and Artie, stroking them with her soft hands.

The image of Jen on her knees before 3 men, one man in her mouth, the other men in her hands, that image would be burned into my head for the rest of my life.

Jen moved from Mal to Jay. As she sucked Jay she stroked Mal, but Artie was too far away to reach. Through some kind of silent communication, the 3 guys stood up. Jen was still on her knees, her lips around Jay's cock, but now she could stroke both Mal and Artie.

After a few minutes Jen moved to Artie. She swallowed him and sucked him. As she did she stroked Mal and Jay with her hands. This was so hot! It was like watching an x-rated movie! With my wife the porn star!

After a few minutes Jen went off Artie's cock, moving back towards Mal. But Mal wanted her pussy now. He grabbed her arms and pulled her up towards the bed.

But Jen pulled back. She looked over at me. "I want my husband to see you cum all over my face," she said through lust glazed eyes.

The three guys looked at me, grinning. Clearly they thought that was a good idea. Jen went back down on Mal, stroking Artie and Jay. Getting into it, Mal gripped Jen's head and pumped in and out, fucking her face. He was small, so Jen was able to handle him, still stroking Artie and Jay as Mal fucked her face.

But when Jen moved to Artie it was different. He was a big guy, so Jen gagged as Artie pushed his cock deep down her throat, his fingers laced in her lush blonde hair to hold her head still. Artie roughly fucked her face, his pre-cum and her saliva dribbling down her chin and neck. With such rough treatment, Jen had to concentrate on not gagging, so she stopped stroking Jay and Mal, instead holding onto Artie's muscular legs for balance.

Jay treated Jen to the same rough treatment when it was his turn. He gripped Jen's head as he roughly fucked her face, banging her even hard and faster than Artie. Jen's hands flailed around as Jay abused her mouth and throat. At one point Jay pushed balls deep into Jen's mouth and down her throat, and stayed that way for long seconds. Jen gagged and her nostrils flared, and it looked like she couldn't breathe.

"Not so rough!" I yelled.

The action froze, like hitting "pause" on a DVD machine. Everyone looked at me.

Jen pulled away from Jay's cock. She frowned at me and said tersely "It's okay Mike. Just sit there okay?" Then without another word to me she swallowed Jay back into her mouth.

All 3 guys smirked at me. Her rebuke felt like a physical blow. Like a harsh slap across my face. I felt emasculated. I was too stunned to move.

Jay was fucking Jen's face hard again, holding her head tight with his hands as he slammed her face hard and fast. As he did Artie and Mal stroked their cocks furiously. They were standing so close their cockheads brushed against Jen's cheeks.

Jen finally stopped Jay's pounding with a hand on his chest. She took him out of her mouth and stood up, wiping her lips and chin with her hand. She gripped Mal's muscular arm for support as she was shaky in her high heels.

She walked over to me. I thought she was going to apologize for being so dismissive earlier. Instead she took my hands and pulled me so I stood up. Then she unbuttoned my shirt.

I was still raw from her rebuke moments ago. "Stop," I whispered to her as she pushed my shirt off and worked on my belt.

But she didn't stop. She got on her knees and pulled down my pants. Then she took off my shoes and socks.

Now I was naked in front of the other guys. I saw them looking me up and down, grinning at my completely hairless body. I could tell they were holding back laughter. My cheeks reddened in embarrassment.

Jen noticed their bottled-up laughter. "Oh leave Mike alone, I like him this way," she said patting my chest the way a mother would pat a small boy. Her patronizing defense humiliated me more.

She got down on her knees in front of me. "Look at me," she said to me. She smiled at me encouragingly. "You know I'm just playing, right?" she whispered.

I didn't answer. I was so humiliated, I didn't know anything right then.

She took me into her mouth and sucked me for a few moments. But I was so upset and humiliated I went soft and couldn't get hard. My penis looked like a withered nub, even Mal's cock was huge compared to mine. The 3 guys grinned again. I felt worse, not able to get hard even in Jen's hot mouth.

Jen stood up. "They're assholes, ignore them," she whispered to me, but she looked back at the guys with a half-smile and a twinkle in her eyes. I didn't know what was going on, and the weed and scotch weren't helping.

"Come on," she said and led me over to them. She got back on her knees. Now I was with the other guys, the 4 of us forming a tight circle around Jen. They were all rock hard, while I was still soft.

Jen looked up at Jay. "Where were we?" she asked smiling up at him.

Jay rubbed his big rock hard cock across her face. As he did he looked at me and grinned, his eyes moving from my face to my soft penis. Jen's eyes followed Jay's. His message was clear, I was tiny compared to him, I was barely a man, and my wife saw the entire demonstration.

Jen smiled, a twinkle in her eye. She opened her mouth when he pressed his cock against her lips. He pushed his cock down her throat. Like before he put his hands behind her head and fucked her face hard. After Jay she gave Artie a turn to abuse her mouth and face.

Then she turned to Mal. She moved to take him into her mouth but he stopped her. "Time to fuck," he said pulling her up.

"No," Jen staying on her knees. "I told you, I want Mike to watch you cum on my face." She ran her finger tip over my soft cock. She smiled at me and said sweetly, "That'll get you hard, right honey?"

Jen took my hand and pulled me to my knees. "You'll see better this way baby," she told me. I was on my knees next to Jen, the 3 guys surrounding us. I felt in a haze, just going with it. I felt incredibly self-conscious with my nude out-of-shape body, compared to these "real men" with their web-defined chests, washboard abs, and muscular arms and legs.

Jen opened her mouth and swallowed Mal's cock. He fucked her face hard. After about a minute she took him out of her mouth. Her lips, chin and neck were covered in his pre-cum and her saliva. Still holding his hard shaft with one hand, she wrapped her arm around my neck and kissed me.